By the way, speaking of Jews, I saw two yesterday when I was peeking through the curtains. I felt as though I were gazing at one of the Seven Wonders of the World. It gave me such a funny feeling, as if I’d denounced them to the authorities and was now spying on their misfortune.
—Anne Frank, from her diary, 13 December 1942
Dearest Kitty,
I’m seething with rage, yet I can’t show it.
—Anne Frank, from her diary, 30 January 1943